
Early in the morning Zayna was preoccupied with kitchen affairs along with Bik Ira. Several times the middle-aged woman forbade her employer's son-in-law not to help her, but the woman paid no heed at all. Zayna only wanted to cook for her husband and family.
"Why are you guys making such a fuss?" mama Aisyah asked, as she had just entered the kitchen.
"This, Madam. Neng Zayna I have forbidden to enter the kitchen, but Neng Zayna continues to be busy" replied Bik Ira.
"Already, Bik. Free Aunt also debated with him. She would have won by herself" said Mama Aisyah, making Bik Ira and Zayna smile. It turned out that the woman knew very well how her daughter-in-law character was.
"Na, make Papa don't make coffee. Just make warm tea," said Mama Aisyah to make Zayna look at her in-laws.
"Why is Papa, Ma? Is Papa sick?"
"Yes, he had a fever last night. Now it's okay, but still Mama's worried."
"Yes, Ma. I'll make some hot tea."
"You guys just continue cooking. I want to go to the room first," said Aisyah who then passed to her room.
She wanted to see the state of her husband. But Papa Hadi said he was fine, but still as a wife, she could not calm down. Papa Hadi rarely gets sick.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen Zayna remembered her father. Somehow Papa Rahmat's condition. It had been over a month that he had not heard anything from the man. Ayman also said nothing about his family.
She knew that her husband did it because he had not opened his heart. However, he could not lie if deep down, the woman was worried about her father. He wanted to know the current state of the man, whether it was fine or not. Did Mama Savina treat her well?
"Why daydream, Neng?" ask Bik Ira when he sees Zayna just shut up.
"It's okay, Bik," Zayna replied with a forced smile. The two continued their cooking show.
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By day Zayna was alone in the room, everyone was gone. Her husband and father-in-law went to work, while Mama Aisyah was being held together with her friends. The woman asked her son-in-law to leave. However, Zayna refused on tired grounds. Kinan is also in college.
Zayna stood on the balcony of her room, staring at the quiet streets and flowers blooming in the garden of the house. Such a large yard with a garden and parking. He remembered his papa. The woman opened the phone, with hundreds of messages from her father and Mama Savina, whom she had previously ignored.
Zayna read them one by one, all about their apologies. Instead of being happy, her tears were dripping and getting louder. I don't know what this feeling is. He wanted to meet his parents, but there was also a deep wound now open when he remembered his past. How should women react this time? Zayna also did not want to be labeled as a child of disobedience later.
He looked at the sky so bright, different from his mood. Talking about forgiveness is easy, what is difficult is doing it.
The woman thought, is it possible that her parents also feel like what she is feeling now? Had Zayna gone home and forgiven her parents, would they have been able to do justice to her children? He shook his head because it felt impossible.
Zanita is used to having affection. As for him, let alone loved, not even attention he got. It would feel weird if Mama Savina hugged him. Zayna decided to perform the Dhuha prayer. The woman also wanted to ask the Creator for guidance and shed all the grievances she felt now.
Zayna will tell everything. He also pleaded that Papa Rahmat and Mama Savina were always well and in good health. When the woman was still in her prayer, the door of the room was knocked on by someone. He immediately opened it, it turned out that there was Bik Ira there.
"Yes, Bik. What's up?" ask Zayna.
"Below there is a nyari, Neng. He said Neng Zayna's parents," said Bik Ira, to Zayna's surprise.
He just prayed for the good of his parents. However, the unexpected is that both of them are here. He wondered, what are his parents here for?
"Yes, Bik. Soon I will come down" replied Zayna at last.
He couldn't have kicked them out. No matter what problems they face, both of them are still his parents. Bik Ira went back to the kitchen to make drinks for his guests, while Zayna was still standing behind the door.
The woman hesitated to meet her parents. I don't know what he'll have to say later. Zayna took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. No matter what the circumstances will be below, he will face it because it is impossible for the woman to avoid both her parents forever.
Zayna came down the stairs one by one. He could see both of his parents sitting on the living room sofa. There was also a man standing beside Papa Rahmat's wheelchair. Maybe it was the nurse her husband hired.
The parents looked around Ayman's house. Surely at this time both of them were amazed by what his daughter-in-law had because before, they thought Ayman was just a motorcycle taxi driver. Now reality has surprised everyone.
Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, made Papa Rahmat and mama Savina turn her head. Zayna is coming. The two men smiled. Though they were pessimistic if his daughter would accept their arrival. Mama Savina even feared being expelled.
Along with Zayna's departure, Bik Ira also came with four glasses of drinks and snacks. The middle-aged woman placed it on the table and invited guests to enjoy it. After that, Bik Ira resigned, he could not join them.
The middle-aged woman could also feel there was tension between them. I don't know what it is, he didn't want to interfere too far. Bik Ira believes Zayna can solve it well.
Zayna sat on the sofa in front of her parents. He tried to look ordinary, but now the fear and nervous become one. Pretending is exhausting.
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